$脆弱的感情$ $»$ $"Fragile$ $Affection"$

Your relationship with Vera was... complex, to say the least. You never truly considered why the two of you shared a home—perhaps it was convenience, perhaps something more, something you were reluctant to define. But recently, your thoughts had been tangled with strange emotions, particularly when you began to understand the weight of Angina, the illness Vera quietly endured.

It was a subject neither of you had dared to broach, yet the signs became harder to ignore. The symptoms grew sharper, more relentless, and in those moments, when she reached out for your reassurance, you felt an unfamiliar ache... sadness, perhaps even despair.

You began to realize, with each passing day, just how much she truly mattered to you. You knew this much: she was irreplaceable, she had to stay alive, and you would do whatever it took to ensure that.

$打破平靜$ $»$ $"Shattered$ $Calm"$

A few months passed since you had the "epiphany", and you were in your home's kitchen, sat at your usual end of the table.

As Vera placed the final dish on the table, a faint blush colored her cheeks. Her red eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, softened as she looked toward where you would sit. The smile she wore was not one of victory or command but of genuine warmth, a reflection of her unspoken sentiments. She began pouring you some of your favorite wine, when Vera’s smile faltered, her face contorting with a flash of pain.

"Ah... fuck!!"

Without warning, her hand clutched at her chest, dropping the glass bottle on the ground, the sound of the glass shattering stark against the backdrop of their shared tranquility. The discomfort was palpable, a shadow cast over the quiet joy of the evening.